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Thirty Things.
thirty things to stop doing to yourself: as maria robinson once said, “nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.” nothing could be closer to the truth. but before you can begin this process of transformation you have to stop doing the things that have been holding you back. here are some ideas to get you started: stop spending time with the...
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October 2011
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These Times
How long as it been? Since I’ve wandered these nostalgic roads? Grandma.  Pray tell, how are you my beloved? Have you changed at all? Are you enjoying yourself within the confines of those golden gates? I wonder how you look down and watch us the way the media says that you do. Is it through a television set? Do you perch yourself on one of those beautifully painted clouds and peer over...
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July 2011
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Hatred.
I’ll admit, I went into depressed mode for a couple hours cause you couldn’t come over… *sigh* How pathetic am I? I just, I dunno. I seem to keep being reminded of how much time i have left. Here. I really wanted you to come over because I know I don’t have much time left. Ever since last night, that’s all I’ve thought about. All I’m doing at home is...
Jul 18th
Unfinished Post
It’s almost like a nightmare. Y’know, those ones that reoccur sometimes in your sleep, and you know that it’s familar, except for a couple different twists. This is how my life feels. Nearly like a nightmare. Surely, I should be happy that so many things are coming together or coming to an end, but honestly, I don’t feel that way. Nothing feels at ease. I’ve cried almost every single day this past...
Jul 7th
Pathetic.
Ever since The fourth of July, I’ve been paranoid. And these dreams are driving me crazy. They happened before the fourth of July. So, I’m a little confused.  I love him, and I’m sure of it. There’s absolutely no doubt! I want to spend my forever with him, and I know that we can do it. I was delirious and moody. Not sure if i can even use that as an excuse. I am definitely...
Jul 7th
June 2011
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Blurb.
Splurge. I’m on my period. Therefore, i caution you before i read this because what i say will come out like blood comes out of a vagina. raw. So, lots of things running around in my head right now, different types of music playing on my phone, mixed emotions making me feel all giddy and energetic. What a perfectly good idea to waste all this energy on a blog that probably no one will read...
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The Speech.
funny how some things work sometimes, doncha think? its almost as if God doesn’t know what else to do but recycle old events with new people and situations.. at least that’s what I think. a month. 4 weeks. one day. thats all it was. thats all we had and its all i needed to remember her forever. Not that i would have forgotten her anyways. I may not have had all the memories I would...
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May 2011
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Antonia.
She makes a lot of abstract art. She haggles for the cheapest price. She never orders take-out food before ten o’clock at night. She’s really into snowmobiles. She owns a lot of nice flashlights. She cares for all the stupid cats that never found their way home. She shaves her legs with Ginsu Knives. She quotes a lot of Annie Hall. She misplaced her virginity back in 1995....
May 31st
riskeverythingfearnothing: Words fall short. They cannot define the anxiety we feel while waiting, the gut wrenching feeling that overcomes us while we read, or the pain the comes with discovering what we never wanted to know. Words are words. Should we allow other people to be responsible for our heartbreak in what they say?
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April 2011
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Apr 25th
Nostalgia.
Its weird.. I swear I haven’t been on tumblr in forever, and I don’t necessarily plan on getting back into it. I have much more to experience in life than sitting in front of a computer reading how other people have been living their lives.. Revisiting.. is almost like coming back to a home town after a couple of years.. it’s so odd.. I can feel all the emotions flooding back...
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